The Severed Garden
The Doors Lyrics


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Do you know the warm progress under the stars?
Do you know we exist?
Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom?
Have you been borne yet & are you alive?

Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths of the ages
Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests
Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war
We need great golden copulations

The fathers are cackling in trees of the forest
Our mother is dead in the sea
Do you know we are being led to slaughters
By placid admirals & that fat slow generals are getting
Obscene on young blood
Do you know we are ruled by T.V.

The moon is dry blood beast
Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers
In the next block of green vine
Amassing for warfare on innocent
Herdsman who are just dying

O great creator of being
Grant us one more hour to perform our art
And perfect our lives

The moths and atheists are doubly divine and dying
We live, we die and death not ends it

Journey we more into the nightmare
Cling to life our passion'd flower
Cling to cunts and cocks of despair
We got our final vision by clap
Columbus groin got filled with green death
I touched her thigh, death smiled

We have assembled inside this ancient
And insane theater
To propagate our lust for life
And flee the swarming wisdom of the streets

The barns are stormed,
The windows kept
And only one of all the rest
To dance and save us
With the divine mockery of words
Music inflames temperament

When the true King's murderers
Are allowed to roam free
A 1000 Magicians arise in the land

Where are the feasts we are promised




Where is the wine, the new wine
Dying on the vine

Overall Meaning

The Doors’ “The Severed Garden” is a robust and cryptic song that encourages the listeners to step outside of their ordinary lives and surrender themselves to raw, primal existence. The first verse of the song invites the listener to celebrate life and reminds them of the essential questions. The second verse refers to the lessons of ancient wars and the need for “great golden copulations.” The third verse questions humanity’s current leaders and refers to television as a ruling force. The fourth verse is full of raw imagery, including a dry blood moon and guerrilla bands rolling numbers, preparing for war.


The final verse is a call to arms for artists and creators to continue to produce great works and to not accept complacency at any level. It also alludes to the fact that the “true King’s murderers” are still free, hinting at anarchy and the desire for rebellion. Overall, the lyrics suggest a rebellion against all mediocrity and encourage the listeners to find their way back to their primal state.


Line by Line Meaning

Do you know the warm progress under the stars?
Do you understand the true path of spiritual enlightenment that is guided by the celestial bodies?


Do you know we exist?
Are you aware of our existence and the impact we have on the world?


Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom?
Have you lost sight of the fundamental values that govern our society?


Have you been borne yet & are you alive?
Have you been born and are you making the most of every moment of your mortal existence?


Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths of the ages
Let's reimagine deities and legends from history as allegories for our modern lives.


Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests
Embrace the mysterious and powerful symbols found in ancient woodlands.


Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war
Have you ignored the warnings of history and repeated the mistakes of previous generations?


We need great golden copulations
We require a spiritual union that transcends physicality and leads to greater enlightenment.


The fathers are cackling in trees of the forest
The elders of society are amused by the unsuspecting youth and their naive ways.


Our mother is dead in the sea
Our planet is dying due to our disregard for the natural world.


Do you know we are being led to slaughters By placid admirals & that fat slow generals are getting Obscene on young blood Do you know we are ruled by T.V.
Are you aware that our leaders are apathetic and corrupt, and that we are brainwashed by the entertainment industry?


The moon is dry blood beast
The moon, which is often associated with feminine energy, has taken on a fierce and violent persona.


Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers In the next block of green vine Amassing for warfare on innocent Herdsman who are just dying
Radical groups are gathering resources and preparing for conflict, often at the expense of innocent bystanders.


O great creator of being Grant us one more hour to perform our art And perfect our lives
Oh divine force, please grant us more time to pursue our creative endeavors and improve ourselves.


The moths and atheists are doubly divine and dying We live, we die and death not ends it
Those who reject mainstream religion are blessed with a deeper understanding of mortality and the afterlife.


Journey we more into the nightmare Cling to life our passion'd flower Cling to cunts and cocks of despair We got our final vision by clap Columbus groin got filled with green death I touched her thigh, death smiled
We must confront our deepest fears head-on and cherish every moment of life, even in times of great suffering and desperation.


We have assembled inside this ancient And insane theater To propagate our lust for life And flee the swarming wisdom of the streets
We gather in this insane world to celebrate the joy of living, and to escape the mundane and oppressive nature of everyday life.


The barns are stormed, The windows kept And only one of all the rest To dance and save us With the divine mockery of words Music inflames temperament
While society is in a state of chaos and turmoil, only art and creativity can bring salvation and meaning to our lives.


When the true King's murderers Are allowed to roam free A 1000 Magicians arise in the land
When the corrupt and powerful are not held accountable for their crimes, a resistance of inspired and resourceful revolutionaries will emerge.


Where are the feasts we are promised Where is the wine, the new wine Dying on the vine
Our society has failed to deliver on its promises of prosperity and celebration, and our hopes and aspirations are withering away.




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@herewegoagain1140

"Wow, I’m sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain
South's cruel bindings
The servants have the power
Dog-men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over our sailors

I’m sick of dour faces
Staring at me from the TV tower
I want roses in my garden bower, dig?

Royal babies, rubies must now replace
Aborted strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood-meal
For the plant that’s plowed

They are waiting to take us
Into the severed garden
Do you know how pale and wanton thrill-full
Comes death on a strange hour?
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest
You’ve brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
And gives us wings
Where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven’s claws


No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until it’s other jaw reveals incest
And loose obedience to a vegetable law
I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends to the giant family"



@GLORYBLUE7

Do you know how pale and wanton thrill-full
Comes death on a strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest
You’ve brought to bed

No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until it’s other jaw reveals incest
And loose obedience to a vegetable law
I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends to the giant family



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@TheDreamerQueen

an underrated masterpiece.

@ralphdoremy-fasola2796

underrated!??.... by who exactly?

@alexandrahindley

Whenever I mention it to people they don't have a clue what it is. Stunning it gives me chills x

@LumberjackHands

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@alexandrahindley

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@Greenman727

"I prefer a feast of friends to the giant family" -- Brilliant!

@aprilluri1947

I agree🎃

@mg659er

One of the greatest influential Illuminati bands of all time!

@stawmtroopa1968

It means id rather stay here in the love and light and energy of my friends than to die along with everyone else that has before him becoming just another unknown entity. Lost alone and indifferent from anyone else.

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